Three Weeks Gone

I hate goodbyes, I don't get why people say them.

I'm an awful flyer. I hate planes, turbulence, flying, the whole lot.

I'm scared to be away from home. I'm scared to be away from Bella. I'm scared.

I'm nervous I won't hear from people. I'm nervous something will go wrong.

I know I'll love it as soon as I'm gone.

I'm just scared.

I'm going to miss everyone so much, and it scares me.

I'm worried I'll get in a fight with Tar, and I'll be lonely.

But, I'll be back in three weeks... right?

Nothing will go wrong. I'll see everyone in three weeks.

I hope... nothing goes wrong.

I love my family, I'll miss you all.

Take care bloggers.

I'll try and email some more blogs now and then.

-Eggy Mayers, wanna be writer.

Rere Frog

You may have noticed on the right on my blog is my lovely frog. 

As slow and retarded as he is, he is my pride and joy and I love him so very much.

But other than 'rere frog' he doesn't have a name. =(

Let's tell you a bit about him though! 

He was born less than a month ago.

He eats flies that even you can feed him by clicking around the place.

He's slow.

And dopey.

He's loved. 

I swear to God, I see that frog everyday and he makes me smile every time.

I'm going to miss him so much these next three weeks! 

I hope he takes care of himself.

I love him so terribly much that I even got a tattoo at the zoo after him. *Blush*

I love you little internet, robotic, retarded, cute blog frog.

-Eggy Mayers, wanna be writer.